Author: Kami


When I cut into my
It relieves all the
Pain I'm In.
Sure it hurts at
but it's all just
a burst.
It's a secret I have
In my room.
And I know that cutting
will lead to my doom.
But no one knows what I'm trying
to say.
I act like myself every
I stand outside when
it rains.
The rain drops down
and clears my pain.
But still no one knows what
I'm Trying to say....
But I'll say this I'm
Depressed and low.
If I die this very night .
This is the deepest poem
that I write.

Now you know what I'm trying to
Please god forgive me
every single day.


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